When our paths first crossed

 

You were simply a child.

 

You begged your mom to bring me home from the store.

 

Your little hands gripped tight on my cloth.

 

Dragging me everywhere you could.

 

From school to relatives.

Teachers always disapproved 

 

They believed you were too attached 

 

But

 

I was always with you.

 

Your tears from the dark would soak into my lining. 

 

You were always so afraid of the night

The small closet’s crack of light shining near you

Your only sense of comfort was,

 

Hiding under me, a worn lavender blanket

 

You would cower from the demons and the cruel realities of life 

 

And I was always with you 

 

Then your mother took me away

Folded me for the last time

And I was placed in the gloomy cold garage 

I don’t remember how long I’ve been here now

 

But I hope that there’s another blanket for you

Wiping your big tears

Keeping you warm

Protecting you from the demons 

 

And always being with you.